Haitham calls me Tuesday afternoon while I’m on another call. I’m busy. I’ll buzz him later. I promptly forget.
A few hours hence, he announces via text his approach to SF as well as the arrival of Aly to town.
I haven’t seen Aly since Egypt in Fall 2005. Now we meet halfway across the world in 2014 while he vacations from Gabon. What luck. What amazing times in which we live.
These two guys took care of me in Egypt, in every sense of the word. Showed me their country, their culture, their mindset, their philosophies on life, their hopes. Egypt created the most profound mental evolution of my life. They played a major role in that.
They are due a debt of gratitude I fear I’ll never possess the ability to repay.